Introduction

The world of Babel takes on the lands of Shishiwara, lands of forbidden wars, a land of loss and confusion. Where the lies become the sins of the persons. Turned into several Shogun Tribes and cabals. Of fear and fearless lands.

We dig into them as lost souls, keepers or saviors of their own skins.

Today, those lands are even through a piece to achieve every day, with no struggles. The wars led us to a dark moment lost in our minds. A dark moment for don't be forgiven or lead to us a war again.

Every Cabal has its own rules, its own code, its own conduct to achieve our peace.

Doubts

Today is cold in Babel City. Too cold that we can freeze. We are broken but never give up on our memories of time. The war came to stay. My life and my brother's time is to come as warriors.

- Our life is another breath. - Does it. Yes does it.

These wars came to stay. I am listening to voices that pull me under. Pull me under.

- Mushimato I can't listen to anything. Why you are saying that?

- Shi It's my head. I am feeling too in a cage. Pull me under. Don't let me die.

Voices haunting, hunting my deep soul. Can you hear again the call anymore? The city is falling apart. The city is being destroyed through the guillotines war kills. It's locked up our changes. My moments won't say goodbye. Pull off the strings. Life is not drained. Deteriorated hearts. I won't resign. Life goes on. The voices I hear are too intense even my sister is not aware. I am aware of the sins I made. I cannot see clearly.

- Sister I am too sick, I don't know who I am anymore. I am always in struggles with my head. Head spins. I cannot see clearly who is a friend nowadays. Oh dear, save me. Save me, save me.

The voices are getting worse every day. I have been locked up from the inside out. Sis I am feeling tired and sick to follow my voice. I am a Ronin, and I still trying to figure out why I am Ronin. By my own, by my disguise. I am ready to face life like a Ronin.

- Dear, should I live or stay my life and breathe a new way to suffer consequences? AKA. I am a nightmare. A creature now.

- No dear, you are not a creature even of the night.

- You are my brother trying to reach a new Shogun. Someone to follow.

- Yes, I am. I am a dying creature. Trying to resign. Trying to be polite.

We are on a new Gaia, a new Era to say goodbye. Too much sulfur to breathe or being as a breath. Like pollution to be felt inside the lungs. There is no escape. No more lies to fear. No more salvation to be rescued. It's everything a new reality, a new dream.

- I must go. I need to seek my faith. The belief went so long time ago. I have so many doubts. - Shishimato I should go. I must. When am I safe I send a letter.

- Don't go, we found a way. Don't go.

- Yes I must go. Goodbye. This is the last goodbye. Last goodbye.

My path is new and cleaned. Even a search for a path to seek my own belief. It's time to redeem myself. I am no longer whom you used to know. Implode. Explode. This is so true. I am the Ronin, letting you go for a friction of love, of a new cause. The reason I left was to seek peace peacefully. To redeem my heart. Every day is a new completion. I have so many doubts about saying goodbye to Shishimato, my beloved sister. I decided to leave her to mesh my sensors for answers. To seek meshes on the web to tail my lifestream. Trying to speak serpentine worship. To roundabout. Wherever I go, is there always a way to scream my doubts away. I should and I must leave behind or left behind my skin. Pull me under these voices. These doubts are swallowing me in passion instead of swallowing the darkness that I need to lie. Too kind.

I have doubts about seeking the truth. Shishimato begged to stay and I couldn't stay, in due, I needed to see and feel alone in these sorrowful pains. I am Shi, the Ronin, with too many things spinning in my head. Too many voices, too many pains to swallow. I am feeling to seek a fake or even a failing plan to see me as a Buddhist. I am a prayer. No more pain. These aroused kicking pains, too painful are too deep painful. I won't resign, I should walk. Even I knock to every shoguns to prove my loyalty. I am a Ronin, seeking paradise as a servant.

Letters #1

Dear Shishimato, I am this letter, the first one since I have gone. I lost my mind. It happens all the time. I wanted to be with you. I miss you a lot down in misery. I have a lot of questions to understand. I am trying to live my life. Trying to reach something I wanted all the time. It was meant to be here. Can you remember how we were happy in our home? In our fields. Meant to be yours. I cannot see or even think. I am here outside, in a garden, writing to see the flowers bloom too. Ever and ever again. I am always trying to hold my breath. Every day I struggle to be a survival. Every day I struggle not to die. Every day the path is getting darker. Every day I think on our daily happy days we had. Struggling with each other as a self-discipline warrior. It could be something meant to be. This, this is life. I just want to say thank you.

Hope to hear from you soon...

Letters #2

Dear Shishimato, I have not heard from you, since the last letter I wrote. What happened to you?

I go back there. I must go there to see you. No one told me anything. Even knowing my address, the last one. I am Ronin, now I can be a Shogun, of our lands, our lands. I go straight. Wait for me, Sister. I love you. I am coming to our cathedral.

Just wait... More than two days of traveling.

Roads

These roads are getting too dark. Most dark. More dark it gets more darker our hearts become. I walk over these roads for so long time. It has a been I walked for the first time. No more. No more time to waste. I am coming. I am coming. These roads are hunting me from the inside. I need to save you from these demons. I don't have a clue how to do that. To feel alive again, so alive. I won't see the darkness gone too soon. These roads are to consume opium. To sell and consume. I was a son good. Now, I am not the pillar of a family already stopped living. No more, no longer a pillar.

Dad made us to kind. Men and Women with no sins inside our hearts. We shed tears of joy.

We are good humans. Humans to stay alive. I cannot chase ghosts stuck in the past. A past too recent. Another hate to clean.

- I am coming back to you. Just hold on. - I am there for you, always did.

Today on these roads I saw my reflection. It saw me as a creature to be killed or to be shot. Everything is changing. The bad of I is killing from inside to outside. Who the hell I am to leave?

- I won't resign to save my soul. Screamed a lot for salvation. - I am not like you. Grunted again.

Eyes

THE EYES ARE BLEEDING. THE SORROW IS GONE. THE MELTDOWN IS MELTING LIKE ICE. THE REVERBERANT IS DAWN. THE ECHOES OF TIDE ARE ECHOING ON SANDS. WILL YOU, WILL YOU?

My eyes are looking at you, staring at you. demons analyses my break arrow, a broken heart. six feet under falling apart.

I was born dead, searching for a demon killer. Slayers to kill and hunt head demons.

Here we go again. Sanctuary to be broken, searching for the truth.

Pull the trigger, i am a bullet, to break out, a machinery a believer.

Every morning, I live is a demon way to follow back. I do not know is a question or a pulsing rage. I pull the air over the air. Break down!

Another machinery pulse. Falling apart. Today I am on stage. Mom is always there for you. Starting to seek a way out.

Here we go again, here we go again...

Die!

Die!

Seek to escape from your machinery prison. Seeking for love. Everybody is in hell. Killing free.

Listen to my voice. I am a broken heart, another person to be a shot. Another good vibe. I am yours, eternally yours.

Is there be always forever. Forever after.

My eyes are watching for you. Is there anybody to see?

Do I know you? No. I am your son, to thank you. I am here for you. So alive, pulsing good vibes. I am a fist to give a punch in your face. I am with rage too many.

Harp Song

No more regrets. No more deer, no more death. We have sung the Harp Song sister. I am here, staring at you. We walk now in the streets with no carrying sacrifices. Never desperate in hollows dig. The harp is whispering my name. Every day is whispering it. The calls of the whispering storms are getting louder. Never letting go. It's a disguise to seek for haunter within. I cannot remember forever how I lost a safe home. I am always listening to a harp song, locked from inside out. It an advice to release myself from losing hope to save myself. I am seeking answers, or trying to seek them for a secret very well disguised. It's my pain shattered to be seen. Is this a reality to pay? Is this worth fighting? To be shattered?

I know the harp song and I knew too well. I see the trees whispering my name too well. Tree leaves shattered every day to be seen. No more guilt or gluttony to be erased from a story secretly unbelievable. I was always there, I was always the reason to be seen. I was there forever for you. No more lies to tell. No more broken glass to be shattered. Is this the waiting? If I let you go, our lives will broken. I am always your brother. We will be another casualty, I need you after the whispers to turn the next page. A next page to be before erased. My heart will be a song for you. A heart-shaped heart beaten to bleed only for you. I was always there for you. I need you more than now. I used to be your secret always confident. No more myself, I swallow the shattered glasses to cover my mouth of dirt or even mud. I am your harp song, always be yours. Nothing more. I was walking over the valleys of death to seek truth to change me. Beating up the clock, trying to reach a won race against the time.

I won't be alive. I cannot see clearly, voices to see, to be heard. Pull me under. Voices. VOICES! VOICES!

Everything inside was kind. Come and let me see, how you are changing. You changed me a lot. Questioning the answers to be or stay alive. The serpentine song will die soon. So alive, so long crushing empires. The harp song is yours now. No more regret, only protection. No more screams or shouts, no more dedication. Can you see me now? Nowadays, I am the shattered pieces, your voices to stretch you inside. I am the harp song to kill you. These houses are the kingdom we built. Help me to recover the Outpost?

- Sister, of course I will help. Which Outpost?

- The Cyna Outpost and Merchant South.

- Sure, I help. Why did you want to do that?

- Because I want to rule South of Bathleron, all south.

I heard voices to help. I won't resign a blood contract to my sister, she is blood of my own. I won't crush anything without her agreement.

The reason to be alive is to help family. It's always true. The truth friends we seek every day we walk. They always want to make you happy even too clappy. They are always there for you. Now, it's time to help sister. The question on denial you had every time you had bad moments are being written and back to you as good deeds. Don't fail even when you change the story. Never judge because of the way or matter I am. My love felt is always for my family. Who won't never judge me?

Stars

One day I woke up to see stars rising. I woke up to see the future of Gaia, the future of my reflection. I saw too much of the insanity of the persons. I saw too much sickness. The silence of sickness feels inside and burns too much. I see stars to seek troubles. These changes made me escape. No more ups or downs because we are too sick. One more time, I had a good heart, I am a good man, I am a good man, a gentleman, a royal statistical man. Let me awake. Let me be awakened. I am Chi, the shadow envy man, the shadow walking man. I am Chi, the most deed man, too versatile to seek paradise worlds. I saw stars to have arisen, I saw worlds to seek and fight to be a conquest. More to come, to waste, to spit. I am the man of the conquests and my sister is my the minute after the minute, hour after hour, second after second, the shoulder. I spent so many hours to conquer Gaia. Even with so many warriors, so many battles won or to be won, the truth always prevails. I feel or I felt to see stars. The stars are always shining. I am eternally yours. The shadow I have to seek memorials of memories, kisses to give or been given. Eternally yours. I am always there for you, on these riding roads. I see stars, I saw stars to tell secrets. No more lies to be told, being always eternally yours. These wars to come or to become, never will collapse on reflections made by your own. These inspirations always lead. Were always to be led, by a pencil written on a battlefield. Another lie, another truth, another sin, always there. We are born to see stars, to become an inspiration.

Every day the bridge is cracking new scars. Every day the bridge is paying us for a new sin. Every time I walk on that bridge I fade away, I always want to jump into the water and bring my shadow again alive. Every ride I make on the bridge I come alive. I see a lot on the bridge, I gave the first kiss there of my first love. Shumito and I loved that, it was a shining star there over the bridge.

Every time I walk alone there I remember my first love or even feeling a love for my family, and I am ready to jump. I am ready to see stars over my shining sky, where I live my life every day.

I gather pieces to see stars, eternally yours. Every time I dug into my losing mind, I came too deeply lost. I am trying to seek my happiness. I won't see why the world must be vanquished, to be clean. I see you are myself. I see the stars, I have seen them. Everybody is marked to die. I need to save them. Stars shining forces, shining strengths to be a war heaven.

I have seen the wars before, I have seen the lost wars being vanquished. Are you ready to dig? To dig more you used to be?

Dig? DIG! DIG!

I pull the trigger to see stars, I pull the trigger to see life being washed away. I pull the trigger to see new stars being arisen. I have not built everything before I see you shoot or being shot.

I see the stars to be respected. I have seen respect to be morality. I cannot bite my tongue before stars arise. I made so many mistakes to lie down. I made so lies beneath. I see stars, the stars to shoot. I have a blade to cut them off. My humanity has gone. Release me or give me what I want. More violence to be written. I always thought the stars were a fake religion. Like I was and I am a purple fake person, only my sister has comfort with me. She feels safe with me. So I am a good man. These dark flaws are always the fake ones. See the enemies closer. It's tiny to see the stars. Scream with your lungs too loud. It's safe to scream. Shout like a warrior in a renegade battlefield. There's no doubt you want to see the stars. Never die, stay alive to see a new reality to grow.

These stars, these pulses, these sounds, these wars, the drums rush a lot of sounds surrounding you. It's hard to breathe. Never die, we will win someday. Another shot to be shot. Another Fenix to be arisen of the ashes.

We must track the tracks we make. We should conquer the chances to see the stars rise. Every time I spend time reading or see how we can battle an invisible war, I see darkness in the skies. It's a moment of truth gentleman. We are ready to see the stars. Every time I drew a way out, the circle was gone. We must choose a wider and vast conquest plan.

The mountains of Srish are being fulfilled of men against us. These mountains are too deadly and too deep. These are places easily deadly. Is so beautiful to see the mountains bloom. Bloom to bloom like flowers. Remember to see the gateway, killing off the witch for a crime she doesn't commit. Screaming off the graveyard. No more words, the words, to words allusive. Its shadow hunted these mountains of graveyards. Cremations allusive. It's in your fate. To see stars collide, dreams to see or even to seek. This a moonlight. A tear to be shed. A dream to be taken. A sorrow to be healed. A heart to run against time. Good night say goodbye to the stars shed. Everyday ashes to make believe the strongest words. Stars say my name in secrecy. Connections to name my name in vows. I made a vow to the stars, waiting in secrecy. To see the spirits before I leave. I walk alone on these streets almost dying. The stars are crying my name better our names. Here we shed more tears than the rain become rivers. The tears are now rivers. These rivers, these spirals are getting worse than I was. As I can remember before. I saved my sister's life. I forgot how I became what I am now. These homes I saved are now homes to vow. I am a mask, I am sick of wearing a mask to disguise the truth. I ran a lot of the truth to see my fate fulfill with hatred. Virtues. I saved myself from a disguise I was trying to hide. I burnt my eyes in the name of love.

My disguise is too complex, I saw stars when I swam on the battlefield. If I can fight demons on a friction of seconds. I became the cause of everything in a Pandora's box. Trying to seek the serum of the truth. I need the stars, and my sister more than ever to compose a life to pay. My life to pay when I close my eyes.

I see the eyes of the storm next to you. I saw a lot of pain while you are sick. Nothing left of me, I am burning closer to you.

Tears

Today I shed a lot. Tears drop into a sea, into a river of crystals. Diamonds are not forever. I pled to peace, for peace. The demons are hunting me from inside. These demons of the present are the hollows of the life I took away in the past. Come and let me in. The crystals of the rivers became diamonds. These are the most beautiful to be shed on my teardrops. Teardrops are always the hunger inside of me. Myself destructive.

- I shed tears over my teardrops to hollow my grave. I have been hunted by the overcoming hollows. Are we alive?

Answers to be answered. Answers. We shed tears. We shed fear even being fearless. It was always a dream. To be forgotten and wished for more than ever. Everything I said is to tell you, cause no one to blame me. No one takes care of me, a killing machine. No more pulse to see the tears. Bleeding in entire nations. My tears seem to be teardrops with glass. I am always waiting to see how my sister doesn't die. She is my break. I am a sinner. No more do I see the fallen skies or see it. Here I stand for a new beginning. I am locked in cages. Before I release my demons way out. I was writing always letters to see my sister. I am a believer. I shed tears we shed tears like teardrops into a cup, a glass cup. I switch the head button to release demons after I set the anxious heartbeat on.

- Sister how are you today?

- I don't have the guts to see you suffer.

- Don't suffer because of me. You are now the new Shogun. The persons will see that in you. You are pacify of us.

- I know that, but I am afraid of being. After all the flaws and injuries I made to us all.

- Forget that now. You are now the reason. The reason to be lived. You shed tears for a reason, a poison to be healed.

- We are living as warriors, we are the safe of Bathleron. I cannot remember that since our parents or being of our grandpas. We live a dream of peace now. And to see the outcome. The reasons the treasons we made are safe for us all.

- I know sister, my beloved sister. We are the Trojan horse now, the flare to burn new incomes. Every time we shed tears for you are always teardrops. We suffer with you, even inside. The valleys, the shadows are ours. Thankfully to us, to our armies. I know that it was a strike I decided to make.

- Instead are lies to be cleaned. Too much lies in our lives, situations to be cleansed. We made a cleansing. The world as we know will change forever.

- Beloved brother I need to rest.

The tears are now teardrops in a cup. No more reasons to live or to die. We always shed tears for our beloved. This is a paradise. Are so many reasons for treason, we had a cup of teardrops that we wished for. To bury and cover tracks before the tragedy dies. Fall. The reasons, and the treasons are coming from my heart. We can try to run, to try to escape on these edges of life. These are moments of life to fulfill lungs of joy. Over and over again before we see the end.

The end is never always the end of the tears, teardrops on a cup, a glassed cup. I choke the earth to see the empowered of the teardrops coming into the glass.

They became teardrops on a broken path, a path already glass. Trying to achieve a green grass on the top of the edges. Tears, teardrops, falling. They went back to misery of ourselves.

- Sister how are you now? I missed you a lot. The Shogun wars began. - I am fine dear now, I need I still need to rest. I must get lay down.

- sorry about hearing that, to listen to your whispered fragile voice.

The days are countless. These mornings were almost gone, almost dying. The autumn we used to see was gone. We cannot remember how it was. The vanquished moments are too fragile. This time I was seeking for truth. These voices pulling me under. These tracks seek a kind touch. These tears were so in break. Here I seek truth. Cult. A seek for a cult, I don't need for destruction. No more runaways, no more screams. Forget yourself. No more taught's only sins. No more walls only tears. No more thru, just wish well to yourself. I am into deep before the tears become teardrops. Open your eyes I am you. My head is screaming too loud. Another arisen. Another teardrop to bleed. I went on the mud to the scream of teardrops. Getting into glass teardrops. Wishing for. Praying for. Fall. My voice is getting worse only hear drops. I am teardrops into glass, into a green grass field. I am in a silhouette. I am charging for tears on my chick. Wishing for truth.

I beg for lust. I beg for creed. Another moment to sell the spirit to the witch. It is beyond our crimes. No more cries, no more to be shed. I cannot hold my teardrops allusive. It's a dream sleeping awakened. It's a fate to be reflected. Preaching for time, a time already lost. No more moonlights.

Roads

These roads are awakened. It's not your fault. I am in disguise. These mirrors of lies will be broken someday.

I lose my mind, to lose my home. I lost my belief. To seek better recognition. I have locked inside out. I wear a mask to hide my real. I am sick of seeing answers. No more answers to be told for mistakes I made. I burnt a mask already, my soul had been sold. I need to stay alive now in a home I was used to being there. I am here to stay. Even fighting demons where does not belong. Today, I preach, I pray, my demons still haunting me. I heard voices and I still hear. These hopeless changes led me to new numb changes. I am too evil, Mom help me. I have sin. These systems are made to be hungry. The moments shattered to be broken like glass. We see castles in glass being broken. We are one of them. We are demons too. The glass is more easily broken. Here we stay to break a cycle. Look at yourself, the changes are not a point of no return. The sickness arose, and necessary evil came. No more changes, troubles came to face to see the world in a mess. I am a messenger of the hatred of everyone. No more injuries, no more death. If I can let you go of these lust lives I will cover up everything in a box.

These enemies we write, are the mind-keeping ways or spins. The light on the streets trying to switch for a page on the ghosts books. We drew a ghost to see the never-ending, the never-ending of our lives. I was too lost, my fallen part is being rewritten to see how to late I came home.

It seems it was not enough. The love we have come for for so long is too late on our hearts. Go, let me see what have you done. The suits we made, the masks we made are knocking at the door. No more silence to be silent. The Serpentine song is always listened. Never been replaced. We are skulls, so long to see our bones being erased on the times of the elders. It had been so long, for so long we listened to voices to make our creed a new religion. The prayers are the sinners now, always been.

No silence to be silent. Now, we must, we must wipe the false, the false prayer.

I will remain so long the prayer of the real love. I am here to listen to my sister forever, with my family in my heart, and on true guidance.

We are the build we made over the years. These years we built past, present and future will be always us. No more to regret. The lies we build for walls are to build a better person behind the truth. Serpentine Song will be, always be the whispering vanquished song. These songs tell us how you drive your life through your early days. We are always eternally yours for our families, even if you tell a lie. These lies are always for them. Eternally yours. So get up, fight now, and fight with them. These Songs are the will, the faith we are used to pray against a land of the fogs. This land of fog leaves fingerprints, footprints, and distractions. In the last past, they parish to lead us. These wreckage ships will be driven by the fog, to be hidden in the secrets we shed before. Ever you felt the Songs inside you? I won't tell a secret about how I found my faith. These secrets must be found by yourself. These rides we share with family are the best, the best. These words try to tell how we make pieces, fragments of life to live as humans. A new man in a new war. I was always a man with no hope, but now I found one. Today, I shed tears in the name of Serpentine Song.

These reflections you see, made by your own, are getting more crystal. Before you surrender on a new day to be born as a new leader.

These leads of the higher powers lead us to rage. If you cannot control them, try to consume them.

Everybody is a new man. Everybody is a new child, a new woman. Trying to sing the Songs sung. Trying to feel the faith being a fulfilled destiny. Are being alive like a human, alive like being human? This song is to be sung. I cannot see now, the light is off now. Where is the song now? I sang a lot to get more answers.

- Dear, you are dreaming or nightmares. Woke up. Woke up.

- Sorry my nightmares come now. Again.

- I have seen it.

- I cannot see or think clearly. I need to sing the songs sung. Or I was even whispering to them.

- I am not a reflection of Dad or even Grandpa. I need guidance.

- I know dear. You need me to make the righteous. I am good now, we can now survive and rule Babel even help Bathleron.

- Thank GOD.

- Go to sleep, you need to rest.

- I will.

I have seen roads to be vanquished. I have seen songs to be killed. Every time I spent hours singing I felt the edges of safe coming. Are you on these roads like me?

I listen to a lot of screams. I see a lot of fences to be the barricade world.

It's not easy to see our world being at war again, in the New ERA war. It's not easy for the glory to become the truth. The reasons we fight are to be led like warriors forever. Eternally forever.

These roads of the believers are getting dark. Every step we did to knock down a pace, a page to close a situation. Give me guns to suit up we are going to war, to see deadly ways too. This is not any kind of fallen dream. Here. Stay. I am sick and tired to tell you are a sick asshole. Trying to seek a way out to see fences. Promise me why you won't do it again.

These bodies tumbles, shake a lot, on a failing system to die the corpse. I tried to shoot against my body, to see the lunacy of my mind drove me. So many things I tried to understand. I am teaching our army how I am a dark man, I used to be a man with no hope. I drove the mind against a clockwise time. Trying to consume faith, to see the faith in my men. I had lost faith before, trying to save again. Now, I lost time, I lost the moments I should meant to see. These roads are the faith for us all. Fight them, fight the demons with me, and will see the songs being sung.

Can you see me for my actions before the world told me to leave me alone or left me alone? These demons were not the future. Lemme in. The roads of the goodbyes being never been the last let me in. Close your eyes. These songs being sung already sung my death wish. In another world, I won't see the blood being shed on my goodbyes. The goodbyes I wished for. These lollipops are being covered up, covered with lies. These won't leave more. I won't resign before or after my body will be dust. No more escapes, no way out. Tell me how to change. Silence to be silent. Silence to sung like a song to be saved. These roads are the worst thing we have seen or seen. The roads are full of poison or treasons. Everyone is afraid to see them, for a fraction of death. These lead us all to death, to burning flames. I never forgot to hear my dad or grandpa about the roads of the lands of the fogs. We tried to pull pins and pull everyone from there. Cathedrals being wiped out for their left-alone religions. Those who were driven to them lost faith. I am trying to lead an incursion to get back everyone from there. Is a way out. We need to achieve that now. Our army will go there with me.

Can you see my actions, never been taught? Always have been seen through the eyes of others. No massive quiet places to warm. Inside my mind, I teach myself to be a child. Secretly I ride mountains for enemies to seek. No one knows me for real, only losing my mind. I am not you, you, I am just too scared. Every time I am fading too loud, to a place hidden. No ones know me for real. Can you see the dreams, losing a fall kind gesture? Dreaming like no one. Beneath the sounds, the glass we broke. I saw glass being broken. Dreams like glass are too easy to be broken. I am too scared to be hunted. I am a prisoner of myself. Touching heresy all day, over and over. I am on a riding loop pain ray. No more defiles. It is strange to be iron and kiss. Gimme a life again, I feel fear again. I wanna know, question them. I have been vanquished over a strange moment.

Never and never again, pull the trigger. I pull the trigger to be safe. No more to see clear, I wish to be dead. Are you alive? Always ask that all the time. Where should I see love? Always asking, should I see?

Roads #3

I am Shishimato, sister of Chi, the Shogun of Babel. I am the wise, the wisdom, the breath, the taker of everything. My heart has been opened over the emotions. I became a stranger to enjoying life. Illumination over darkness. I am living my life over Bushido law. Trying to be safe, to be less enjoyable. Every wise man became crystal clear, and the waves of emotions became the search of a breeze. The echoes are being washed, trying to make a stand. Love came to Bushido law before Ronin died. Fulfilled like empty, the owls became a resistant breath.

Who have I become? The law became life for me and my brother. It isn't easy to hear the call, in so many ways. Trying to accomplish something beautiful like I am as a bird trying to fly.

My sword is my law, my life on a new roam to be achieved. The end is not the end, a lot of maybes and goodbyes. It's a new start for a new meaning of cycles. No one wants new cries over the new signs. Even on new signals. I am a flame with my red blade, I am a Ronin fighting a new law.

No more maybes and goodbyes. This is a new road, between heartless and broken tears.

I made a new stone. After made it I buried it alive. Do you feel safe? I am the new will behind new flames of opportunities beyond a new fair and new journeys. I saw a new shore, a safe point at a new pear. This is a new journey. I realized I was new. I am new on the road trying to challenge new journeys. I am on a new road of achievements, can you see? Can you? I am the Ronin calling the echoes of morality. Never seen.

I roam, I roam on a new ride. Evidence being summoned, I made most of the will, the law of being a treason. Damned you, damned. Roaring on a new symptom.

Son of a gun, trying to eradicate the false law. Indulging in pleasure the taking of possessions or even obsessions. I am walking like a dead bushido without a home, without a place to stay.

Who am I? Who am I? I roam over a lost road. Lying down crying like a dead man with no place. An indulging fear sucker.

- Pray to the GODS, Goddess will help you, Chi. These letters are too vanquished. Open your eyes, obliteration to testify no one cares anymore. These vultures will cover us. Will come to this. The threat is here. Open your eyes, Chi, I am your sister, an immersive sea, enemies with a lack of vision.

A perspective to be a fatal wound. The final act is here. Aragato. These wounds will cover us.

- Don't go, Chi, you are my brother. Where have you been? No more lies between obliterations of the fake Messiah. The culture made us. You are the good, coming to bleed us to death with your kindness. The real is real. Reality is reality. The threat is here.

- Come to me, I am the truth. You are the truth. Chi, you are the eyes of this reality. I don't know how you can hurt me by dying in fear. The wounds can hurt. No hurtless, dying inside our heads, with too many answers to be answered. You are us. You don't know, voice be hurt, dying in fear. On the streets you know, they all follow you. The war is here, came side by side. This cancer can be heartless. Don't shout at me, I am your sister. What have you done?

- Shishimato, I can't hurt you, I am fine now. Arigato for answering. You are not the concern, it's peace under our shelters. I am the Shogun. Will you follow me on this war? Will you? I am the fear in vain. Running kindness in the veins. Our society has life beyond life. No more tears. Tragedy, broken failure will be the end of this manuscript. Terminating the issue, before it blows.

Don't answer before the clouds come. It's an illusion. Another hive to be battled, split into the emptiness. Cowards are going to bleed. Another blade to be vanquished.

Treasons:

- Where have we been? The sickness awakens in our hearts. This sickness made us all sick.. Shi, where have you been? The tides were the knots on our oceans approaching love.

- Walls of treason, walls of despair, look at me. Do you walk in fear? Will you keep it near? Ever been focused. No more lies my brother, will you be yourself? The reason for being and staying alive.

- No more coming backs, Chi. Lost souls, I know, you know behind the GODS. Walls on fire, you heard it all, no more excuses to be vanquished. The solitude has been vanquished. Come back alive my dear brother. Did you sleep well, my beloved brother? No more treasons, ever been spoken, ever been heard in the middle of war. Come back alive my dear brother. We don't want to see you dead. No more reasons to be vanished or vanquished. You must take control of the withdrawn moment before being dead. Come back alive, these walls are dying in so pain. Redemption, reputation. Walking among the dead. Immortality. "In morae vitalis". No, no. The world has been dead. The Bushido law is dying. Can you save us my dear brother Chi? Revelations, reputation, mortality.

Will you die? Will you be vanquished? Mortality, Immortality. So pure, so godless.

- Do you walk in fear on these roads? Have you felt fear before? Rise and be Immortal. The Bushido Law must stay alive. Look at me, look at my eyes? Walk to walk, talk to me I am not infected. Burn it all. Allusive. I will reign on this realm fulfilled of thrones to be conquered. Shishimoto will see my tears being teardrops. Will you be arising? Lost beliefs, became godless. Heard yourself in those despairing times? Will you reign? These doubts overweight, no more escaping rooms to become lost in your mind. I became and was born the same, lost in time, lost in those games. Over this world, the leeches became stronger. I was born the same over this game, lost in time. Cowards. Repentless. Godless. Over these games, I needed so much. Over the fears over these years, I became lost. Trying to control a bushido law lost in time. I was born the same. Trying to be an equalizer.

These wars between the bushido laws have been lost in time. These echoes are dying over our ears. The swords are dying in power, betraying the fears of despair and desperation. The mists of the echoes are dying on an engulfing world. Move over the sands, move over betraying treasons.

These moments are dying, over this soil, I lost my belief, trying to achieve more control. The laws are dying in some water with mud. Move, move. Control to be unthroned. These realms are dying in a lost time in a lost desperate wall and trying to achieve lunacy over the moonlight. This world is ill, this bushido law is dying. Gimme a sword, a secret, one moment being too withdrawn or drawn to give a picture unframed.

Correction, insult, corruption, we will prevail. It's ill this world. The sealing songs being sung over the blade is on the creed being lost. These songs are dying, indeed are dying. Hey. Envy is the new creed. Over these times, staying alive over a lost past. Echoing on engulfing tides on the sand.

The will is the way—a new empty wild moment, after opening the law for a new redemption.

We fought well against the wills lost in time. Come with me. Let me guide you. Will you fight these emptiness warriors? Can you come to this? Over frames broken. Do you walk in fear reading this? Do you walk in shore unspoken moment? Will you be a lost cause? Lost cause coming back.

Did you feel the walls of the engulfing world? Lost souls coming back. Will you ever be here to see the excuses of GOD? Trying to separate.

- Lost cause, can you come? Lost cause, no more crossing wars. Everyone is a leech in so many ways, Chi. Be careful. We are not evil, we are family. Your mind has been lost in time, now you are fine. Gimme your hand? I have something to show you. It had been hidden for you, exclusively for you. These echoes have been summoned for you, only for your eyes, eyes. Those nightmares are dead. Look at this book carefully, please. You wrote it, it's the new law. You forgot it because you wrote it when you were a young adult. You are the future. Open your eyes, now open your eyes, please? Do you remember? You are the new law. No one else. You are my love, I am the true friend. I am yours. I spent so many years following you. You are my love, dear brother. Not your enemy. Will you be here now? I tried to seek you over these years. You are the law. You are not a victim of the desperation will. I hope you won't be broken away. Don't walk away again. You are our will. You are our true guide. Don't walk away. Stay away from the demons, they don't summon goodness only the worse.

You are not our enemy. "In Morae Victae", the law is the new will. Before lost, now found. You wrote the law when you were at Shishiwawa with Grandpa. You are the will overcome on the field.